Imperial Beast: I Can Copy and Synthesize Infinitely

Chapter 88 Qianlin's devil training!

"Battle master?" Qin Feng looked at the astonishing Qianlin questioningly.

The momentum is indeed scary, but this image looks...

It's not that he's exaggerating, but that Qian Lin's appearance really doesn't seem to have anything to do with the battle master.

Let's talk about height first, it's only 1.7 meters to death, with a bare head and a pleasing expression on his face.

It is possible to say that they are ordinary combatants, or auxiliary soldiers. Compared with those rich veterans who fight with ferocious monsters every day at the forefront, they are far worse.

Sensing his questioning, Qian Lin's momentum stagnated.

"you do not believe?"

"I believe, there is just a question I want to know."

"what is the problem."

"Is it because you have become stronger that you are bald?"

"..."

Seeing the black lines all over Qian Lin's face, Qin Feng rubbed his head and smiled.

If you really become bald when you become stronger, you should take good care of your hair in the future, and sell some Polygonum multiflorum or something to raise it.

"Okay, you're still training or not.

There is time to talk so much nonsense, and training has already begun. "Qianlin gave him a blank look.

"Training, training." Qin Feng nodded quickly.

After hesitating for a moment, he moved closer to Qianlin.

"Don't worry, I know a level 7 pharmacist, and I won't let your efforts go to waste."

After Qin Feng finished speaking, he felt a little relieved.

I have to admit that the experience of not awakening the heart of the contract was an indelible harm to myself.

Now he has a stereotyped image of the world.

There are only two ways to solve the world's affairs, one is one's own strength, and the other is sufficient interests.

Only with enough benefits can he not owe Qian Lin's favor, and Qian Lin can teach him with heart.

"You kid still know a level 7 pharmacist?!" Qian Lin looked at him in astonishment.

There are only two pharmacists in this school, and he can roughly guess which one it is with a little guesswork.

I didn't expect that the kid who caused me such a big trouble would actually know such a character.

"It's okay, the relationship is good, and Teacher Qian will not be disappointed." Qin Feng said lightly.

Thus.

Qianlin taught him this matter, and he became more at ease.

Qian Lin looked him up and down, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he kept clicking his tongue.

"Actually, it doesn't matter, you are my student, and it's my first time leading a class.

If you can beat someone on the leaderboard and soar to the sky, then I am also very proud. "

When he said this, it sounded different to Qin Feng.

Sure enough, this matter is also beneficial to Qianlin.

"Let's go."

Seeing that he was silent, Qian Lin left directly along the path.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course it's the special training for the devil!"

Qin Feng froze for a moment, smiled excitedly, and followed.

After fifteen minutes, imagine the room.

Qian Lin put his palm on the machine for making imaginary monsters, and then slowly transformed a monster in the center of the imaginary room.

This monster is a werewolf with three heads. It looks extremely ferocious, and its saliva keeps flowing down, making it look extremely terrifying.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes, trying to see the monster's strength clearly through the virtual panel, but unfortunately, the monster in the imaginary room didn't really exist, and he couldn't see the panel at all.

"This is a ghost wolf, with an extremely brutal personality, a difficult monster that I encountered on the frontline battlefield.

The strength is generally at the second to third level, and this is only the second level. It is a wolf king that my team encountered back then. "Qian Lin came to his side and introduced him with a smile.

"Tier two?"

Qin Feng had a strange expression on his face.

What kind of hell test is this? Although this monster seems to be difficult to deal with, its strength is only at the second level, and it is simply an existence that was instantly killed by Ahri.

"I know what you want to say, your monster is higher than it in terms of rank and strength, and can easily deal with it.

But your monsters are powerful, so what does it matter to you? " Qian Lin hugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

This sounds a bit strange, but Qin Feng can't tell what is strange.

"What do you mean?" He was at a loss, and at the same time, a very bad premonition rose in his heart.

"I mean, it's you I want to train, not your monster.

To put it simply, it is you who go up to fight this monster! "

"Are you crazy?" Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and he looked at him in disbelief.

Let him fight against monsters, as if he were a Vajra gourd baby?

Only when the beast master reaches the fourth rank can he be able to fight against ordinary first-rank monsters, and at the third rank he can at most be counted as a human with a strong physique.

It is still possible to fight with small beasts, for such monsters, they can only be abused!

Feeling his displeasure, Qian Lin didn't get angry, but smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of a word called talking on paper?"

Qin Feng frowned and nodded.

He continued: "Talking about war on paper can be understood as knowing the art of war and logic, but when you actually do it, you can't do it."

When he said this, his voice paused, and his expression was extremely serious.

"Is this any different from knowing the abilities and specialties of a monster, but not being able to make the best choice when you actually do it?"

Qin Feng's brows stretched out, and his mouth opened slightly.

Seems to make sense.

Only those who really fight can see what the bystanders can't see.

For example, when fighting in water, monsters may feel the resistance of the water, but the beast master cannot.

These factors that affect the monster itself are likely to affect the changes in the battle situation. If the beast master only directs the battle situation based on what he sees, many accidents are likely to happen.

For example, when he was fighting Wan Liang, the sea of flames formed by the horses of thousands of fires.

Raging Flame Horse must know the power of his Horse of Ten Thousand Fires, but Wan Liang didn't, so there was no immediate remedy.

Having figured this out, he couldn't help admiring Qian Lin.

Sure enough, the experience of the soldiers on the front line is not comparable to that of students like them.

He took a deep breath, took a step forward, and looked at the grinning werewolf, with a few drops of sweat still showing on his forehead.

"that……

What is the sensory value of pain in the imaginary room? "

"Normally, it can make you feel 10% of the pain." Qian Lin reminded later.

Hearing that it was only ten percent, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this kind of pain is estimated to be no more than a few screams.

But before he finished his breath completely, he heard Qian Lin's joking voice.

"Of course, this is the devil's training. I adjusted it to 35% for you. It should be the most painful and feel like a broken arm?"